The journey of giving birth to a son

Huang Yuehua came here, but before she opened her mouth, Jiang Shiyi said, "There's nothing to eat here, just take this big cake and eat it!"

This big cake is really big, round, and very honest in appearance. One weighs two kilograms. This is the cake that Jiang Shiyi brought from home and baked by Shen Yunniang.

Along the way, I sometimes ate at the inn, and sometimes I ate other things. The flatbreads were always put away. It was cold and the flatbreads were not spoiled, but this night, all the flatbreads were shared by these people. !

Jiang Shiyi didn't want to care about these people, but these people were so pitiful! She can't see it! Especially some with children!
Jiang Shiyi thought that this was the last time, and he couldn't help these people. The second they heard that they set off early, but these people followed them and didn't go anywhere!

"What do you think we should do?" Zhao Jia couldn't help but come over here, "Can you give me some food? We really have nothing to eat. If we can't go out in this weather, we will die sooner or later!"

"It's none of my business whether you die or not!" Guan Shanyue said angrily!

"How can you talk like this?" Zhao Jia smiled sarcastically, "Didn't I also encounter difficulties?"

"I wish you had died long ago!" Guan Shanyue said. When the bandits came, Zhao Jia left several people alone, and now he is licking his face and coming here again to ask for food!

"Then you can't watch these people starve to death! You obviously have a big cart of food!" Zhao Jia said shamelessly!
Guan Shanyue walked aside, and Zhao Jia was still cursing.

This night, after finishing all the flatbreads he brought from home, Jiang Shiyi kneaded the dough and made steamed buns, which would make it easier to eat on the road.

Jiang Shiyi was kneading dough in the tent, and Mrs. Zhang was also helping.

"You don't know how to do it, just take a rest!"

Jiang Shiyi said with a smile.

"I don't know how to cook, so I can learn!" Although Zhang didn't know how to cook, she kneaded it very seriously. In the past, when they were in the Hou Mansion, someone would bring them whatever they wanted to eat, but in the future, they have to cook what they want to eat by themselves.

"We have been sitting in the car all day, and you are walking on the road, and you have to make steamed buns here at night!" Ms. Zhang felt very sorry. Jiang Shiyi had been walking for the past two days, so they were allowed to sit in the carriage!
It was very warm in the tent, and Xie Zhaoyu also sat aside to help knead the dough. Lu Xiang's hand wasn't healed yet, so he and Lu Zhan sat outside to light the fire. The steamed buns were steaming, and the aroma came out. "Brother, I can smell it. It should be almost done, right?"

"It should be!" Lu Zhan stuffed the wood! He didn't know if the steamed buns were cooked yet.

When Jiang Shiyi came out of the tent, she found that there were many people with sallow faces and thin muscles surrounding them. They looked at her eagerly as she took out the steamed buns one by one!
Zhao Jia came over and picked up a steamed bun and took a big bite.

"There is a charge for these steamed buns! One or two silver each!" Zhou Zhengze said calmly, holding a big knife in his arms,
"One tael of silver each!" Zhao Jia was startled, while Zhou Zheng raised his eyebrows. Wasn't the cake Zhang and the others bought just one tael of silver each? And the food given was still sour.

Zhao Jia looked a little confused, "That's not what I did."

It's not something you did, but you at least acquiesced.

Zhao Jia was speechless.

The person in front of him should not be offended too harshly. Zhao Jia did not give him any money, and when he reached out again to take the second one, Guan Shanyue stopped him.

"That's it! I've already eaten one, just don't starve to death!" Guan Shanyue said coldly.

"What are you talking about?" No one dared to say that to him along the way. Guan Shanyue saw through the man in front of him and didn't want to say another word to him!

Zhang Delin entered the crowd and said, "Silver, I have silver! I want ten steamed buns."

Without any explanation, he put down ten taels of silver, packed a cloth bag with ten steamed buns and left!
A steamed bun costs one tael of silver, who can afford it?
Zhou Zhengze looked at the banknotes in his hand. Jiang Shiyi gave him a dissatisfied look. Zhou Zhengze disagreed. He did not ask these prisoners for money.

"Please, my grandson is starving and is about to die. Please give us some food!" An old woman hugged her grandson, who was sallow and skinny, and begged bitterly.

Jiang Shiyi gave him a steamed bun. The old woman thanked him profusely and walked away with her grandson in her arms!
When other people saw that the old woman was asking for steamed buns, they all started begging for them. Everyone was so pitiful. Jiang Shiyi kept some for himself and shared the rest with them.

There were no more steamed buns, and there were still many people gathered in front of the car. Jiang Shiyi asked Guan Shanyue how many days before they could go out, and Guan Shanyue said there were still two or three days.

Jiang Shiyi asked Guan Shanyue to open the bag and give them some rice from the car.

Without anything to eat, they will starve to death!
Those people took bowls and bags, and everyone was given a little grain. Naturally, they were very grateful. They took the grain and quickly returned to the fire to cook!

Guan Shanyue saw Huang Yuehua holding a cloth bag in his hand. A woman was so pitiful, so she scooped more for him.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Huang Yuehua is naturally grateful!
Cui Zhiyuan was lying on the thatched bed, and Huang Yuehua was also cooking porridge in an earthen pot. He had been eating dry food for the past few days, but today he finally had soup. There was still a little bit of the flatbread given by Jiang Shiyi, so he put these The cake is also delicious soaked in the porridge water.

Huang Yuehua carefully put away the uneaten pancakes and rice. Cui Zhiyuan looked at the porridge in the earthen pot and thought it was the most delicious thing in the world!
The two of them shared a bowl of porridge and soaked the pancakes in it. Huang Yuehua looked at Wei Hu on the side, who was lying on the firewood, motionless.

In the past few days, because of the thin clothes and little food, Wei Hu, a tall man, couldn't help it. He had a fever for several days and didn't even have the strength to ask for steamed buns!
"Let's go give him something to eat!" Huang Yuehua discussed with Cui Zhiyuan in a low voice.

"What do you care about him?" Cui Zhiyuan took a big sip of porridge, "There are still two or three days before we can go out. We can only care about ourselves now. Why are you worrying so much?"

What Huang Yuehua was thinking was that Wei Hu shared food with the two of them and saved both of their lives in the fire. How could Cui Zhiyuan say such a thing?

Huang Yuehua felt that the bowl in his hand was very heavy, so he walked over with the bowl in his hand, "Brother Wei Hu, please eat something too!"

Wei Hu sat up, and Huang Yuehua stepped back instinctively. Wei Hu looked a little scary, but this man had a good heart.

Huang Yuehua handed over the bowl. Wei Hu glanced at her and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you!"

After drinking this bowl of porridge, Wei Hu felt stronger.

"Did you deliver the porridge to him?" Cui Zhiyuan asked coldly.

"Yes! Brother Wei drank it!" Huang Yuehua said with a smile on his face, "He has been sick these days, and he is much better after drinking porridge!"

"You can just send him there. What are you still saying to him? What did he tell you to make you so happy?" Cui Zhiyuan asked coldly.

Huang Yuehua's smile froze on her face! (End of chapter)